When she was besieged by hundreds of flying cavalry warriors such as the Kua tribe and the Wu clan, this silver-armored woman's cultivation was still more profound than Lu Xiaotian's, but Lu Xiaotian's dual cultivation of the law body took advantage of it. Now that so many years have passed, he has reached the peak of the late stage of Jindan, and it is not long before he gets married.

Although Lu Xiaotian's self-conscious qualifications were ordinary, the condensed nine-colored golden pill had some advantages over the ordinary golden pill. The encounters over the years are extraordinary, coupled with the sufficient supply of pills, it is only the late stage of Jindan, and from the realm alone, the other party has not fallen behind him. It can be seen that this silver-armored woman is really not simple.

Especially the spear skills of this silver-armored woman are even more extreme, since the foundation building period, she has begun to study spear skills painstakingly, for hundreds of years, Lu Xiaotian's own various methods, but rarely so durable.

Back then, because there were too many people, Lu Xiaotian didn't have a good understanding of this silver-armored woman's spearmanship, but now it is not what it used to be, and Lu Xiaotian no longer has so many scruples. Reaching forward, a ball of golden light covered the head of the spear in his hand.

The silver spear came like a long rainbow through the sun, and the Xin-colored light cluster in Lu Xiaotian's hand was like a scorching sun, and the silver spear was inserted directly into it, but it was like a mud cow entering the sea, and it was not allowed to enter an inch at all.

A little surprise flashed in the eyes of the silver-armored woman, without using the Dan Yuan magic weapon, she was able to easily catch her shot, looking at the number of Great Cultivation Immortal Realms, the total number of Jindan monks who could do it was definitely not more than the number of palms, but the black-faced young man in front of him had never seen it.

"Let your people stop, or I'll kill them, and you won't be able to stop them!" The silver-armored woman couldn't shoot well, and she was not angry, she could feel the extraordinaryness of the young man in front of her, and although Yuan Min was injured, he was still a Jindan monk in the end, not comparable to the fire-robed young man and the foundation building monks of those Kua tribes.

The silver-armored woman slowly descended from the sky, withdrew her spear, and said in a calm tone.

"Daoyou is injured, and he recuperates first, a few foundation juniors, it doesn't hurt to kill or not. ”

Lu Xiaotian looked at the silver-armored woman for a while, he had a deep understanding of the speed of Lu Hong, who stepped on the thunder flying horse, at this time, Lu Hong's breath had also reached the ninth order, and in the breath, there was a faint thunder sound, and the momentum was extraordinary. The silver-armored woman said this, but it can't be said that she is wrong.

Of course, if you use the Bat King's magic wings by yourself, no matter how fast the ninth-order thunder-stepping Pegasus is, it can't be as fast as the Bat King's magic wings, but the tenth-order monster or the monk's essence blood is too precious, use a little less, although there are still some reserves in the enchantment, but they are all used when encountering the unstoppable Yuanying monk, and when his life is threatened, as for the silver-armored woman in front of him, although he is extraordinary, it is far from forcing him to use the Bat King's magic wings.

"Thank you Daoyou for coming to the rescue, this woman is the top powerhouse of Jindan among the three exotic monks, and is called the silver-faced rakshasa by other monks, although there is no specific ranking, but this woman can definitely be ranked in the top three of the exotic monks. There were no less than dozens of Jindan monks in the Mochizuki Realm who had fallen into his hands. Daoist friends should be more careful, don't want to follow this person's way. ”

Yuan Min reminded Lu Xiaotiandao that this female commission was too terrifying, since she met this silver-faced rakshasa, Yuan Min felt that the time had come, after all, she was not a strong person among the Jindan monks, and in terms of real combat power, I am afraid that even Lu Hong under her seat was far from her opponent.

What's more, the silver-faced Rakshasa is famous, if it weren't for the silver-faced Rakshasa who wanted to let those foundation-building juniors experience it and sharpen their knives with their own Jindan monks, I'm afraid that they would have already fallen under the other party's gun. Where can she survive until now? It was the other party who came out easily several times, and she had already been severely injured to this point.

And the black-faced young man in front of him looks like he has never seen it, and he is even less famous, in the two hundred years of the war in the immortal cultivation world, the famous Jindan monk Yuan Min is clear, and there is no such person in front of him.

"If you find an opportunity, let's get out by yourself, the concubine can't escape. He cheered Lu Xiaotian on his lips, but in his heart, Yuan Min was extremely discouraged, and he didn't have any confidence in the black-faced monk in front of him.

Miao Ruolin and the others were even more shocked when they heard Yuan Min's introduction, they only thought that they had encountered a hostile Jindan monk, but they didn't expect that they were still the top powerhouse among the Jindan monks, a Jindan monk, for them they were already high-ranking figures, and the silver-faced rakshasa in front of them actually killed dozens of Jindan masters in the Mochizuki Realm, how fierce should this be?

Originally, Liu Jinglei was also surprised that his peers bumped into such a Jindan monk as Lu Xiaotian, but this surprise was quickly dispersed by the fright in front of him.

At the same time that Yuan Min persuaded Lu Xiaotian to leave, the silver-armored woman's head was full of green silk like a flexible long needle, flying in the air one by one, and the silver-armored woman did not move, and the spear was horizontal, like an immortal pointing the way, and the horizontal spear pointed directly at Lu Xiaotian's chest.

"Stand out and don't get affected. ”

Lu Xiaotian let out a low snort, and the voice came into the ears of Miao Ruolin and the others, and Miao Ruolin and the others woke up like a dream and retreated quickly.

"It would have been easy for me to kill them, and if I had not wanted to hurt them, they would have been unscathed. The silver-armored female demon screamed, and the fight between those ordinary Jindan monks was naturally earth-shattering, flying sand and stones, but she had studied the gun path so far, and her control of mana had reached the point of being superb, if she didn't want to, it would not be difficult not to affect Miao Ruolin and the others.

"I'm afraid you won't be able to control it then. Lu Xiaotian laughed, for some reason, in the face of this silver-armored woman, he felt the qi and blood in his body rushing upward, and he actually had an urge to fight, of course, it was not to use mana. Rather, it is out of a body that cultivates the belligerent side of the heart. Now that the entry in mana has reached a considerable level, it is already even more difficult to go further, and the entry in physical cultivation has just entered the ninth order, but it still needs some sharpening.

Lu Xiaotian stretched out his left palm, and slapped his palm on the head of the gun, the silver-armored woman raised her eyebrows, and the head of the gun was sharp.

Lu Xiaotian grabbed the gun with five fingers, and grabbed the gun to pieces, but there was also a heart-piercing pain in the finger bones, such a powerful woman, it seems that with the body alone, it is not easy to directly carry this gun, once or twice is fine, and a few more times you have to be injured.

Knowing the power of this woman, Lu Xiaotian didn't hold it up again, the silver-gray light in his hand flashed, and a layer of ancient silver armor covered Lu Xiaotian's left hand, forming an ancient silver fist.

Slap on the head of the gun again, and with a bang, the sharp head of the gun slid over the fist glove, bringing out a thud. But it didn't hurt the gloves in the slightest, and not even a mark was left.